This is a song about "Dissing my friend"

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Then push the milk on a slow bend

You know that shit is my best friend.

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

The day before is better than the present

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend